A Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Chapter 9: Figure You Out

Hey guys!!! Yeah, I know. This is a late update as usual. But I think I know when I am going to post every chapter.

A new chapter will be posted every two weeks, but that may vary because I already started Chapter 12 and I'm almost at the middle so keep an eye out because you don't know when I will post Chapter 10. So sorry for the Author's Note, but it is just to let you know that. So here is long waited Chapter 9.

                              Sofia's POV

"You know, it would be nice if you would've called at . . . noon." I laughed to myself as my mom yawned; it was ten in the morning.

        Sometimes, I wonder if my mom's teenage spirit still lives on, but at the same time, I guess it never dies out.

"Well, I'm sorry, but I've realized that this is the only time I'm able to call you." I lied as I played with a fake flower's petals, looking over at the clock that sat on my night desk.

        Not only was my room bright, but floral, too; strange thing is that I've started to like it.

"And why is that?" My mom questioned as a machine grumbled.

        I looked around my room and even put my iPhone on mute to see what it was, but it just so happened to come from the other end of the line and I could almost smell the aroma.

        She was making coffee to keep her awake; le Americana.

"I don't know; I just like ten o' clock." I shrugged and my mom silently chuckled, seemingly trying to not disturb Valeria and my dad.

        I appear to be the early bird in the family.

"By the way, are you making coffee?" I laughed as my mom chuckled; I could picture her smiling through the phone.

"Yes, darling." She responded with a slight laugh and I grinned; I knew my mom and her habits.

        Well . . . I'm her daughter after all.

"Oh, how I would like a cup of it right now." I dreamed and she sighed, but before she could reply, a nudge on my arm was felt and as I looked up, I couldn't believe my eyes.

"Right 'ere, my love."

        Harry's smile was enough to have me grinning as I turned to face the phone, still keeping my gaze on him.

"Mom, can I call you back later on in the day?" I murmured, trying to wander my eyes to another sight than to leave them hanging on Harry.

        Staring was considered rude, but with Harry Styles, it was a whole other concept.

"Sure; did something come up?" She asked and I was tempted to laugh, knowing how oblivious she was to the situation.

"Yes, indeed."

"Okay, then; love you." She sighed and I smiled, even though I knew she couldn't see me.

"Love you, too."

        I felt a light touch on my waist and as I looked down, a kiss was planted on my cheek.

"Good morning, Sofia."

        I grinned at his way of saying my name, it sounded so beautiful coming out of him.

"And your cup of coffee; I figured since you didn't seem like one for tea." I laughed as he handed me a mug full of the rich beverage.

        Many people wouldn't expect a kid to drink coffee in the morning, taking in my delicate age, but I was presented to the stimulator when I was nine; it's part of my routine now.